Building Your Own Faction in the Tomb-Raiding World 盗墓 世界创建自己的势力

1. 101 开 From the Start, My Iron Sand Palm Is Mastered, and I Carry Old Hu and Fatty to Victory! 开局铁砂掌大成，带飞老胡胖子！ Eighty-Eight Kinds of Hawthorn Dumplings八十八种山楂饺子Mystery625k WordsCompleted After transmigrating, I join Old Hu and Fatty on a path of unstoppable victories! Making a fortune isn't my strong suit, but I can take down old zongzi with a single palm strike! Red-haired zongzi? Take this Iron Sand Palm! Ancient creatures? Take this Iron Sand Palm! Man-made monsters? Take this Iron Sand Palm! Surrounded by swarms of insects? Watch me... watch how fast I can run! 1.8kReads7.4Score12114d adds
2. 102 昆 The Kunlun Scripture: The Dragon Bones of Lianshan 昆仑经前传之龙骨连山 Chrysanthemum Fragrance凝菊香Mystery217k WordsCompleted His father was among the first generation of archaeological researchers in the People's Republic of China. He mysteriously disappeared during an excavation of a Uyghur king's tomb. Qin Feng traveled to Altay to search for his father. After a series of strange and bizarre expeditions, and unraveling one baffling case after another, he gradually discovered the truth behind his father's disappearance and the ancient secret concealed in half a dragon bone… 225Reads—Score—14d adds

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   Dragon bones connect the mountains!

3. 103 岐 The Phoenix of Qishan 岐山凤 Happy Big Rice Bucket快乐的大饭桶Mystery403k WordsOngoing [Mystery × Lovecraftian Horror × The Uncanny] When an archaeologist’s trowel uncovers more than yellow earth, it awakens the primordial whispers sealed away by blood sacrifice Zhang Ji, an archaeology student at Huanbei University, encounters a bizarre sacrificial pit during his graduation fieldwork in Mop an Village. Pottery basins, ox bones, red earth, stone slabs, and shells are buried according to a pattern no one can understand. Disturb them, and they awaken an indescribable “presence” dee 25Reads7.5Score—14d adds

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   Han Dong's expression when he saw the dilapidated shack was so heartbreaking. The "safe haven" that his father and Dong Jianguo had risked their lives to protect was actually such a wretched and unsightly shack. The gap between ideal and reality truly showcases the author's writing skills.

4. 104 泽 The Lost Treasures of Zechuan 泽川遗藏 Summer at Thirty-Three Degrees三十三度夏Mystery408k WordsOngoing History + wild imagination + scheming male lead + suspense + urban Did you know? Scattered across this land, through the turning seasons and its boundless mountains and rivers, lie countless hidden treasures. Their clues can just barely be made out, yet their secrets remain unsolved. From the hymns of Brahma on the snowy plains of the Western Regions to the bronze ritual vessels of dynasties buried in the Central Plains’ yellow earth; from broken walls and ancient steles in the southern land 70Reads—Score—14d adds

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   History + Imaginative Concept + Cunning Male Lead + Suspense Everyone knows the immortals are good, but only fame and fortune are unforgettable. Where are the generals and ministers of ancient and modern times? A mound of weeds covers their desolate graves. Everyone knows the immortals are good, but only gold and silver are unforgettable. They only hate that they don't have enough, but when they have plenty, their eyes are closed in death. Everyone knows the immortals are good, but only their beloved wives are unforgettable. While the ruler is alive, they speak of love and affection every day; when the ruler dies, they go with others. Everyone knows the immortals are good, but only their children and grandchildren are unforgettable. Many parents throughout history have been devoted to their children, but who has ever seen filial children and grandchildren? In the flowing years and boundless mountains and rivers of this land, countless relics are scattered. Their clues are faintly discernible, yet they remain a mystery. From the Brahma chants of the snowy plains of the Western Regions to the dynastic bronzes of the Central Plains; from the broken walls and steles of the southern frontier to the colorful flying apsaras of the northern desert veins. And behind all this, it seems someone is playing a game of chess, spanning the past and present, using the entire history of China as a scoreboard. This is the final chapter of a silent game of chess, where mountains and rivers form the board and dynasties are the pieces, yet it has never been written, because the story has only just begun. This is the book for you—absolutely fantastic! It starts slowly but picks up pace later. The places the protagonists travel to are incredibly mysterious, seemingly unattainable. The protagonist isn't a saint; their identity is shrouded in mystery. And the author is very responsible—the more readers, the more updates they release.

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